Joseph A. Graffagnino
The Taxi
By Joseph A. Graffagnino It’s 3:17 AM; a steady rain is falling, just like it’s been for the past two days. The night is black, even the street lamp is off. I wait in the darkened doorway for the “perfect one.” The “perfect one” will come, she always does and when she does I shall [...]
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